A/N: My excuse: I...actually don't have one, I literally just forgot to post. It's going to get action-y soon, so prepare yourselves! (Not in this chapter, though. This one's not the best, lol.) Just so you've been warned. Also, sorry for the beginning being a little (lot) stupid, but I needed Mike for a little longer. :\ This story has gotten sidetracked a lot, and I need to get it back on track, something that was brought to my attention by some reviews and scrolling back through the chapters myself. And it's rreeeeeaaaaaalllllllyyyy confusing. So, mean I'm going to work on smoothing it out and tying up the subplots, though I'm not that sure how to go about that. This is my first kinda-full length story, and I'm no professional. If anyone has some tips, I'd be more than happy to receive them. Also, due to my unintended hiatus, I haven't read any fics or PMs in a while. I will get back to the PMS and read and review the stories.

TheEnderPickaxe: Thanks, good luck on your poetry competition!

TheWritingReader: Thanks! And A MInecraft History completely deserves to be on there! I'm sorry about your e-reader keyboard:P Speaking of which, this chapter was typed on my tablet, so sorry if there's anything weird.

RavenstarIsAwesome: Thanks! You are forgiven and honored for that comment! :)

CaptainClipy: I'm glad! More Clipy in the next chap! Um, should I be concerned about those people? Anyway...

Kimmy's POV

I CAN'T KILL HIM! I changed my strike, changing the point to the flat, hitting Mike over the head, knocking him out. A few hearts down and a bruise, nothing more. Nether. What was I going to do? I couldn't kill him. Why? I knew why. Well, this was just great. I hit the stone blockade with my gem, and it crumbled to dust. I pulled Mike out, trying not to panic. My overseers would be less than pleased if Mike wasn't dead. But I didn't want him dead. Great, just great. Luckily, I had something that resembled a back-up plan. I carried him down the cliff, over to the stream, laying him down in the riverbed, but making sure his head was above the water. I hurried back up, planting my feet firmly in the wet dirt, I then removed the block closest to the edge, throwing it down. There. It might not have been the most convincing cover-up ever, but it looked like I shoved him off the edge, expecting the fall to kill him, like all reasonable people would. Miraculously, he survived. They couldn't blame me, but they would send someone else, just to make sure the job actually got finished. It was almost foolproof. Almost. I quickly ran away. Clipy, Evasive, and Xena were bound to come looking for him. I must have run 30 blocks before I collapsed behind a tree. Against my will I felt a tear slip down my cheek. I started sobbing. What had I done? And more importantly, what was I going to do?

Testificate, 10 years ago

"Kimmy!" My best friend Mike ran up to me, smiling widely.

"Hi Mikey!" He pouted.

"Don't call me that."

"Awwww." He glared at me. "Anyway, what's up."

"I'm bored!"

"Me too." I thought for a moment. "Ooh! I found a really cool looking cave system!" Mike looked at me a little nervously, his blue-grey eyes wide and a little curious.

"But, we can't go in! That's not allowed!" I gave him my best puppy dog eyes.

"Come on! It'll be fun! We just can't tell anyone, not even #7. They won't even know we're gone!"

"Ok, fine." I took his hand, and together, we walked towards the cave.

"KIMBERLY JEAN OWENS! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA-"

"MICHAEL-"

"FELL INTO LAVA?!"

"CARELESSNESS COULD HAVE GOTTEN YOU KILLED!"

"IF A MINER WASN'T PASSING BY!"

"WE WERE SO WORRIED!" Our mothers finished together.

"We'll leave you to get healed." Denise, Mike's mother, said softly. I let out a breath. I turned to look at Mike. We were both fine, really, thanks to some fire resistance potions I'd found. I didn't meet his eyes, worried that he'd be mad at me.

"I-I'm sorry Mike, I didn't mean to get you in trouble." I slowly raised my head, and to my surprise, he was grinning.

"Dude, that was AWESOME!"

"Really?"

"Yeah!" I smiled.

"You're a good friend Mike." I smiled happily.

"You too, Kimmy."

"I wanna give you something!" I blushed.

"You don't have to."

"I want to!" He smiled, and held up a beautiful necklace.

"Wow..." I looked at him in awe. "I love it!" I gave him a huge bear hug, grinning from ear to ear. He held it up, showing the middle charm, which was a sort of locket.

"Some day you'll have a treasure to put in here." He smiled again. And I leaned into him.

"Thank you." I whispered softly.

"Your welcome Kimmy." I clutched at the necklace. Some day I would find the perfect thing to go in the locket. And when I did, I would remember today. I closed my eyes, still smiling. Mike and I would be friends forever...

Evasive's POV

"They've been gone a while." Xena nodded.

"Yeah they have." Clipy nodded as well. I met his eyes, and met Xena's as best as I could.

"I wanted to talk to you guys about something. Call me paranoid, but I really don't trust Kimmy. I mean, I know it's silly-" Xena cut in.

"No, you're absolutely right. She's crazy!"

"Manipulative," Clipy added.

"Something's not right." I finished. "Wait, that means Mike could be in serious danger!"

"Nah," Xena said. "He's her best friend, why would she hurt him?"

"Help! Help! Evasive? Clipy? Xena? Someone!" Mike's voice rang out. I half-glared at the Ender Hybrid, who looked almost sheepish.

"Oops, guess I spoke too soon." I sighed.

"Come on." I drew my sword, and together, the three of us ran towards the sound.

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"Help!" As we approached, Mike's yells grew louder. When he was finally in sight, I froze in shock. He was almost 20 blocks below us, on the shore of the river.

"My Notch! The crazy witch shoved you off a cliff?! How the heck did you survive that?" He groaned.

"I'm not sure..." There was something odd about his tone, but I chalked it up to the fact that he'd just been almost killed by his closest friend.

"Well..." I realized that he had to be severely injured. "Xena, do you have any healing potions?"

"On it!" She teleported down in a shower of purple particles.

"Come on, let's get out of here." I glanced worriedly at Mike, and I saw that Clipy was doing the same. "We'll talk about this later, ok?" Mike nodded tiredly. I sighed. This was going to be a long night.

A/N: Yay! Another chapter! I hope you enjoyed. :)

IvygreenstemVin: I'm happy that you're happy I'm back! ^_^ And I'll remember that! Thanks for being willing to save me!

Review 3: Thanks for the constructive criticism! I completely agree with you, though the Curcle part does actually pertain to it, I just need to find a shorter way to tie it together.

Raiden the OC: You're OC seems cool! Yeah, I can't fit anymore in right now, except maybe for a brief mention. So, the sequel it is! (Don't worry, I'm getting close to the end of this one).

HarmonyHeart: You're welcome! I've noticed you're great at creating OCs! I first saw your reviews on Clipy's stories, and I really liked your ideas for Not All Fun and Games. I'm glad you're ok with the prophecy, since it wasn't the original direction I was going in at all. I didn't choose it because of Percy Jackson, though the actual writing of it was inspired by that style. :) It was more just a random combination of my mind, different stories, Minecraft, and rainbow powered brain farts. :P

Keep on being awesome!